Luyện nghe bài hát Y'All Know the Name featPharoahe Monch, Xzibit, Inspectah Deck & Skillz

"Uh.uh.uh.baby!"

"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track both hands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track with hands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"You out there?" "Louder!"

{Pharaohe
This is masterful, classical, material wax, imperial
Black I master, traps that collapse backwards
All area access, passes practice
Hit em, then I'ma on em and spit on em, and send faxes
Maximum amount (uh) not the
The oratal rock chop like Florida
Subliminal raps which criminals act bitch
Instrumental in the most pinnacle rap shit
Got Toni lookin women collapsin
My beats get feet to steppin like Fast Actin
Dominant X-Men conference like
Backslap wack rap actors to get a
My venom rips tennaments up I'ma wreck shit
Then I'ma flip, administer hits on next shit
Deejays collect tips from them hit the exit
at they show the front row, usually gettin
The X shit...

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the track with hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the with both hands. together"
"The fall forever win. you out there?"

Yeah yo, uh-huh, yeah, it
You wanna get to my level but you don't enough
Any attempts at touchin my and I'm fuckin you up
I'm sick of weak shit winnin, nigga yo' ain't rockin
The good life is a bitch, seem like everybody cop
The shotclock is runnin out, gunnin out the
I crack the teeth of any with beef
Masterpiece, X-Ecutioners,
Any problems, come to Los and ask for me

Deck}
Yo castastrophe, none can match me, naturally
smash ya faculty
Veral assault and
Sparatically at the capacity crowd and cause casualties
Street savy, niggaz me out the Navi'
Groupie chick wish she have me
XE in back of me, hit a daquiri
Accurately, ya grab me, ya skills still latchkey

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the track both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Louder!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Stabbin the track... the track"
"...with hands"

I got my man Roc Raida on the and cut
Rob where you at son, the "What What"
make em - now we ready to go
Last but not least, total eclipse (Whatchu know?)
I got a question, who can see him? I know
But whatever I play, you know that Skillz flow
Shit we the feat, you can't bring us (what)
Y'all could crap if y'all was that shit with eight fingers
Come on black, we in the of Fame
Got ya in our crib on the Wall of Shame
I expect to wanna murder me (what)
Cuz when we open up and start cuttin, you wish you was in
You see the X?
Here's some on-offs nigga take yo' ass back to doin
You're off if somebody shoot ya
And change ya name to DJ

"Ya.ya.y'all the name" "X-Ecutioners"
"Stabbin the track both hands. together"
"The fall. you out there?" "Fifty in the stands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Ya.ya.y'all the name"
"Stabbin the track with hands. together"
"The fall. gon' win" "You out there?" "Louder!"
"Y'all the name"

vocal dog barking*